No Peer (2017)
Planetary motions,
Ill scribe with so much devotion,
A natural all out in the open,
So focused…
I used to think I was a big deal,
But God changed all of that around,
And showed me that he is a big deal,
Once I allowed him to take the wheel,
I received blessings at will,
Hard work you jerks,
I exist within a creation of a hybrid alien race,
Zapped into space,
And placed upon earth as ancestral slaves
That escaped man’s wicked ways,
And to this day,
Rhymes are designed to eschew men from caves,
And pick apart the graves of the walking dead,
And fill their heads with hope,
The opposite of dread,
A part of me says I should charge a fee,
But what do you know,
I’ve been giving people heaven for free,
Besides,
God took my greatest fear,
And blessed me with it,
Possessed by a fighting spirit,
So gifted,
My miracle couldn’t be understood in a million lifetimes,
I’ve crafted rhyme after rhyme,
Line after potent line,
But still,
Perfection I could never find,
There was only one,
So, I settled for Sultan,
And I’ll be damn,
If I didn’t have my run,
I lost most mortals with the setting sun,
Said your favorite punchline only once,
After that you couldn’t relate,
But you were never designed
For where I was going in the first place,
I still love it when you populate my space,
Because no man or alien is an island,
Why?
Because God made us this way,
I had to encourage myself even when no one else did,
I damn near went insane
Because my brain wouldn’t shut up
When I was a kid,
Thoughts were just all over the place,
With one phrase
I could populate or evaporate all of space,
Fold time,
Saw my maker in a dream,
And as if by design,
He told me I wasn’t good enough,
It only inspired my climb,
Expanding my mind,
Damn shooting for the stars,
I was trying to be in his backyard,
Like how did I and all around me come about…
When I was a kid,
Thoughts were just all over the place,
With one phrase
I could populate or evaporate all of space,
Fold time,
Saw my maker in a dream,
And as if by design,
He told me I wasn’t good enough,
It only inspired my climb,
Expanding my mind,
Damn shooting for the stars,
I was trying to be in his backyard,
Like how did I and all around me come about…
Planetary motions,
Ill scribe with so much devotion,
A natural all out in the open,
So focused…
This is that trippy, spaced out alien hyper-fuck remix,
So out of touch with these outdated rhyme skits,
That I blew the stereotypical Black superhero to bits,
Damn right I hold up the Black fist,
Legacy reenactments,
The serum is colorless, odorless,
Hard to counteract bliss
With Hendrix chords in the background,
Battle tactics,
Training for a sacred lesson,
Where lyrical super naturals (like myself)
Grant existence to expressions that strip down naked,
Raw,
Like how we all got here,
I have no peer, (let’s make that clear),
In this atmosphere,
Or the next,
I lost a bet,
The only reason I can’t read minds like Professor X,
Still capable of being assassinated like Malcolm X,
Or drowned like a witch, I guess,
But my thoughts will live on forever,
Creativity and imagination come together
Like a sacred union,
Years after I’m gone, my words will remain familiar
Like a family reunion,
“I think he’s lost it this time,”
I used to think, man,
You should’ve seen me in my prime,
Unbeknownst to me,
I’m still living it,
To the chaos around me I’m oblivious,
I could write a rhyme about anything, time, place,
Or historical period,
Give me a few minutes to research the unfamiliar,
And watch me go berserk,
And birth the rhyme the grand imperial,
Designing the blueprints for man’s peak,
Don’t interrupt or speak,
My ensemble is beyond a heathen’s reach,
I’ll let the violent ones bleed
As they make a necklace
Out of the Grand Wizard’s teeth (KKK fame),
Now where was I…
On to the next frontier